AN: This is my first Sailor Moon story. I don't own Sailor Moon but if I could I would brain wash Mamoru into thinking Im Usagi and I would put my current husband in the dungeon :D No.. I probably wouldn't actually...
"I TOLD YOU TO NEVER CALL ME THAT!" Yelled Usagi who was standing in front of the arcade window. She was wearing a short pink skirt and a purple jacket. Usagi was heading to the arcade for her weekend fix of gaming when she ran into Mamoru who had just come out of the arcade visiting Motoki.
"Okay odango." Mamoru replied as he waved and walked off chuckling knowing he had once again pissed Usagi off.
Usagi grudgingly walked into the café and went to her usual spot in front of the Sailor V game. Motoki was helping another kid with a game on the other end of the arcade so he just waved to Usagi.
Usagi made a small smile and waved back. She couldn't understand why Motoki was friends with such a Baka. Her thoughts of the dark-haired prince was soon replaced however by the pixellated monster on her computer screen.
Mamoru was half way walking home when he realized he had left phone at the arcade. It wasn't like him to leave things around or lose things for that matter but, lately the youma's had been getting stronger, and his assignments at school had been getting harder that his mind was too preoccupied with everything. He sighed then turned around back to the arcade.
'No!no!no!no!' Usagi cried as she furiously bashed the buttons of the Sailor V game. A black screen with the words 'Game Over' flashed in bright red. Usagi slumped back in her chair as she grudgingly sipped her chocolate milk shake that she had ordered earlier.
"What's wrong Odango? Cant get passed the first level?" Taunted a familiar voice.
Usagi pouted then got up. She ignored the green jacketed young man who addressed her. She made her way to the milk bar wear Motoki was religiously wiping the bench,
"Motoki, there seems to be an annoying sound over there. It's making me lose my concentration. You could end up losing customers if you don't fix it." Usagi informed as she pointed towards Mamoru.
"Whatever Odango, I just came back to grab my phone." Mamoru replied as he walked up towards her and grabbed his phone which was situated in front of her. As his a reached out, it brushed against Usagi's arm.
"Mamoru-Baka, are you telling me, the most organized, clinical person I know, the one that's meant to be really smart, actually forgot his phone?"
"Well unlike you, I have been tired from staying up all night studying." Mamoru lied.
"It's Sunday Baka."
"She's got a point there." Motoki grinned still religiously cleaning the bench.
"So your on her side now?" Asked Mamoru.
"I'm on no one side. I'm just the humble worker that serves milkshakes and coffees." Motoki replied.
"Whatever. See ya Odango." Mamoru winked and gave his signature Tuxedo Mask salute before walking out of the arcade.
Usagi sat there stared at the arcade doors for a long time thinking about what just happened. She knew the farewell greeting Tuxedo Kamen gave. She had it memorized in her brain.
"That Mamoru. Ever since Tuxedo Kamen came about, he's been copying his greeting." Commented Motoki as he was drying a milkshake glass with a tea-towel.
'Oh that's why. For a minute I thought...nah never in the whole wide world.' Usagi thought to herself quietly
"I am Sailor Moon, champion of justice! In the name of the moon, I will punish you!" Sailor Moon made her usual stance before jumping out of the way of the youma's attack which were...flying pizzas?
"How dare you use my favourite food besides chocolate shakes, as a deadly weapon!" Sailor Moon yelled as she dodged the pizzas.
"Mars Fire Ignite!" Yelled sailor mars as fire balls incinerated the flying pizzas. She missed one however and saw that it was heading towards Sailor Moon.
Before it could hit her, Tuxedo Mask swooped in and took her out of the line of fire. "Now Sailor Moon!" He cried as he placed her down.
Sailor moon nodded and took her wand out and yelled "Moon Healing Escalation!"
The youma turned back into a Pizza chef that was working near by and collapsed to the ground.
"See ya round Sailor Moon." Tuxedo Kamen winked then made his famous salute before taking off into the distance.
'He's so dreamy... His jet black eyes, his gorgeous blue eyes...his ugly green jacket...wait what...green jacket? Geez... I must be working too hard.' Usagi shook her head.
"Come on! I'm hungry! I feel like a midnight snack! Let's go back to Lita's place and make home-made pizzas!" Sailor Venus yelled grinning. The other girls looked at her in bewilderment. She could be so dense sometimes.
"One black coffee, no sugar, no cream." Motoki said proudly as he poured the coffee into a mug in front of Mamoru.
"You don't have to look so smug. All you did was pour the coffee. The machine did the work." Mamoru replied grumpy with his head on the counter. The pizza youma was at 3am in the morning so he barely had any sleep since his first class was at 7:30. Luckily though all the schools and colleges in the area where closing early due to a teacher's strike, which meant Usagi would be coming in soon.
Just like clockwork, the bell chimes at the front door of the arcade and Usagi and the girls walked in happily chatting away towards their booth.
"Hi girls! the usual?" Motoki greeted.
" Yes thanks!" Replied Mina as she waved.
"So Odango Atama, did you even go to school? I mean by the time you would have woken up, they would have closed because of the strike." Mamoru teased.
"For your information, I was on time! I even handed in my homework!" Growled Usagi placing her index finger on his chest accusingly.
"Hey Usagi, did you want to try my new pizza? I'm thinking of putting in on the menu." Motoki asked from behind the counter trying to defuse the situation.
"Pizza?" Usagi turned to look at Motoki. Her eyes all big and her lips all pouted. "Yes please! Pizza is one of my favourite foods besides chocolate shakes."
That startled Mamoru. He looked at Usagi carefully. 'She just said the exact same thing as Sailor Moon last night...could they be...nah... That's impossible' Mamoru shook away the thought before taking a sip of his coffee.
AN: So what do you think? A bit to cliche perhaps?